The two disciples guarding the gatehouse outside the courtyard were both at the early Dao Insight stage, which showed just how formidable Mount Luli truly was. However, I didn't take them seriously. I dared to come and test myself against an Ascendant cultivator because I wanted to gauge my strength. Besides, a barefoot man had nothing to fear from one wearing shoes. If I couldn't win, I could always run.
Once I stepped onto the martial arena, the burly man who had said he would beat the crap out of me snorted and assumed a stance. Such a huge commotion naturally drew over many disciples. And sure enough, the disciples who came later were quite strong—there were even some at the mid and late Dao Insight stages.
According to Fuyu, there were eight disciples in total, including the old monster Dongchen. No wonder he had dared to egg his aunt on into attacking the mountain. Still, he didn't mind that I'd beaten him to it. At the very least, by coming along, he wouldn't have to worry about missing out on a cut, and he could learn some experience.
So that brat Fuyu really was clever.
"Just you? Is that enough?" I asked with a cold laugh. This infuriated the burly man. He stomped his foot and immediately charged at me with a flurry of wild punches. Boom, boom, boom!
The shadows of his fists were like hammers, pounding heavily into the floor and sending dust flying. Yet this martial arena was truly impressive—not even a crack appeared under such a savage assault. Clearly, they had spent a great deal of money on it.
I didn't use the power of my Dao Soul directly. In an instant, I used a sonic-boom step to appear behind him and slapped the back